Good morning, world!
There's so much to do
Yards of lavendar bushels
To harvest my way through
There are neighbours' farms to fertilise
And tanks of fuel to find
In the race to build my own French mansion
I shall not be left behind
Who thought blueberry cheesecake
Would be such a breeze?
And a day would come when LV size zero's
Would slip on with such ease?
My 'friends' all 'like' me
And everything I do
And I can 'like' what they 'like'
And 'like that, in turn, too
I can be who I want
Without judgement or fear
Who wants the 'real' world
When all I want is right here
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